I was talking to a friend who expressed frustration that her more thoughtful posts were less commented than those that were quickly concocted—folks got all crazy-like commenting on toaster sandwiches but were kind of meh about her pistachio pops
Me I thought the pops rocked. Mostly because—as a keen observer of the human anatomy—I couldn’t help but notice they resembled something we like very much at the haus.
Those rigid pops—positioned erectly in all their cold, hard, and shiny glory—looked just like ….
Well you know what’s coming dear hannihaus readers.
Yes, I was going to say they looked just like Nicole Kidman’s botoxed forehead.
…
Oh and also penis.
The pops looked an awful lot like penis, which is not weird considering that where you find nuts, you often find knob.
But I digress.
You are so dead! No Penis Pops for you!
I also thought it was weird that not too many comments were made.. though I did declare I wasn’t saying a THING.
I guess I figured Erin was steppin’ up in the foodie circle where folk can’t talk about green penis. But the irish in me? well.. I’ll let you do the math. I just couldn’t bear to go low-brow on her. or HIM, as the case may be.
ANYWAYS… for what it’s worth, I truly regret not leaving a better comment like :
“is that a rocket in your bowl, or are you just happy to see me?”
Let’s hear it for the penis pops!! *licks*
Funny that a post about penis pops is right above something referencing “stimulation”
Great site, me thinks I’ll follow!
Chef Tony